Thousands of demons fell for me

With a refreshing cool wind blowing in front of him, Luo Xingchen slowly opened his eyes, and quickly adapted to the dim surrounding environment, and his blurred vision gradually became clearer.

This place looks like a hut built in the mountains. The copper candlesticks are hung on the uneven walls, and most of the red candles have been burned out.

Outside the window is a dark forest shrouded in moonlight. The walls and floor inside the house are covered with mottled blood, including fresh blood and old reddish-brown stains.

A handsome man was sitting leisurely on the opposite stone platform, leaning against the wall, dragging his chin with his left hand, with a warm smile on his face, and his short blond hair was particularly dazzling.

Luo Xingchen sighed silently in his heart, he seemed to have been kidnapped by a strange man again, and it was only early March now.

At this moment, he was sitting on a dark brown wooden chair, and his hands were tied to the handles on both sides of the chair by soft ropes as thick as fingers.

"You finally woke up."

The blond man said softly, his voice was nice and his tone was soft.

"you are?"

Luo Xingchen thought the man opposite looked familiar at first glance, but now he finally remembered.

Recently, there have been several bizarre and mysterious disappearances across the country. The missing persons seem to have disappeared suddenly without leaving any traces. This blond man is one of the missing persons published in the report.

The man smiled at him, stood up slowly, walked in front of him, raised his right hand, and stretched his fingertips towards his cheek, but stopped in mid-air.

Although the light was very dim, he could clearly see that between the blond man's nails, there was dried scarlet blood, and there was still a faint fishy smell.

The blond man also seemed to have noticed the blood on his fingertips. He lowered his right hand and raised his left hand. His fingers landed on his cheeks and stroked them lightly twice.

"You've been sleeping for a long time, it's really worrying." The blond man rubbed his hair with the palm of his hand as if trying to comfort him, and smiled softly, "Don't worry, you are my property now, I I won't let anyone hurt you. From now on, no one can touch you except me."

Luo Xingchen felt a little ridiculous, the person who was hurting him right now was the blond man standing opposite?

On the night of his 18th birthday, he was once kidnapped by a psychopath who locked him in a dark room and spoke almost insane words into the air from time to time that people could not understand at all.

In order to prevent him from escaping, the psychopath injected him with sleeping pills, which made him unable to distinguish day from night, and spent almost the whole day in lethargy.

After he was rescued, he suffered from a strange disease, nocturnal narcolepsy. There is a one-thousandth chance of getting sick in a state of complete darkness, and he will fall into a deep sleep state, unless there is an external force to wake him up forcibly. Otherwise, you have to sleep for more than six hours before you wake up naturally.

"Why did you kidnap me?" Luo Xingchen tried to move his stiff fingers, and asked calmly.

There are two kinds of people who kidnapped him, one is for money, and the other is sick.

The man in front of him obviously belonged to the second type.

"If I untie you, will you stay by my side willingly?"

The blond man clenched the back of his hand with both hands, slowly bent down, staring directly into his eyes with burning eyes, and there was a bit of hope in his deep voice.

"It's hard to say." Luo Xingchen shrugged and said flatly, "After all, I don't know you very well."

"is it?"

The blond man let go of his hands, lowered his head slightly, and asked to himself, his dark pupils couldn't hide the look of disappointment.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and laughed. The cold smile was full of bloodthirsty charm, which made Luo Xingchen feel a chill.

"In that case..." The blond man's handsome face was covered with a thick haze, and anger and resentment flashed in his eyes for a moment. He squatted down, pulled out a dagger that was shining coldly from his waist, and stuck it on Luo Xingchen. In front of his chest, the tip of the knife and his eyes moved slowly downward at the same time, "My dear, then I can only cut off your hamstrings, so that you can't leave me for the rest of your life."

Feeling the cold sting from the tip of the knife through the thin clothes, Luo Xingchen couldn't help shivering.

His back was already pressed against the back of the chair, and he had no room to retreat.

Seeing that the point of the knife was getting lower and lower, he immediately straightened his chest, leaned forward, opened his lips and blew lightly on the man's forehead hair, and finally healed the small dark yellow dead grass mixed in the golden hair. blown down.

For an obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has endured it for a long, long time.

The blond-haired man was stunned by a wave of heat coming towards him. The dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "clack", and he raised his head suddenly, looking straight at Luo Xingchen with fiery and confused eyes.

The blond man swallowed, his face was reddish, he moved his lips a little closer to Luo Xingchen, and said in a hoarse voice: "Honey, can you blow it here too?"

Luo Xingchen frowned slightly, and pulled the corners of his mouth painfully.

Just now, because of too much forward force, the tip of the knife pierced the skin, and with a slight movement, the wound was completely torn open, and it had already begun to bleed.

Looking at Luo Xingchen's glaring smear of bright red on his chest, the blond man panicked a little.

"Don't be afraid, honey, just wait here obediently, and I'll get gauze to bandage your wound right away."

The man got up quickly, pushed open a door on the right, and went into the next room, flipping through it "crackling".

It is not Luo Xingchen's style to wait here obediently and let the other party manipulate him.

He bent his right index finger, pulled out the metal blade hidden in his cuff beforehand, and carefully cut the soft rope tied around his right wrist with the sharp blade.

The number of kidnappings has increased, so of course they have been prepared for it.

Cutting the soft rope on the right side, he continued to cut the soft rope tied around the left wrist.

Just as the soft rope on the left was cut in half, the sound of the man's tumbling stopped, presumably he had found everything and was about to return.

Luo Xingchen quickly put away the blade, rewound the soft rope on the right side, grabbed the broken ends of the rope in his hands, and pretended to be trapped.

The blond man came out, holding a rectangular metal tray in his hand, which contained medical items such as cotton swabs, gauze, and disinfectant.

"Honey, wait a minute, it won't hurt soon."

The blond man put the tray lightly on the coffee table next to the chair, picked up the bottle of alcohol and unscrewed the cap, took out a medical cotton swab and dipped it in alcohol, trying to apply it to the wound on Luo Xingchen's chest, but found that there was a lot of alcohol on Luo Xingchen's chest wound. The incision was too small for him to have nowhere to start, so he could only raise his head again and look at Luo Xingchen with a little embarrassment.

"what happened?"

Seeing that the blond man was staring at him, but did nothing, Luo Xingchen was worried that there were clues to his escape.

The man's cheeks flushed slightly, and he said in a tense voice, "Honey, I may need to take off your clothes first."

"I'll let you off!"

Luo Xingchen leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his foot, and kicked hard at the man's chest.

"what!"

The blond man was kicked by surprise and fell back to the ground. The opened bottle of alcohol was splashed all over his face. He clasped his hands to his cheeks and screamed in pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Xingchen loosened the end of the rope on the right, and directly tore off the soft rope on the left with brute force.

He bent down to pick up the dagger that fell on the ground, squeezed the handle and turned it leisurely twice, looking at the blond man who was still lying on the ground struggling.

When a person has experienced dozens of kidnappings in five years, there will be qualitative changes from quantitative changes.

Not to mention taekwondo and karate, even women's self-defense, he also practiced it according to the order.

As for the skills necessary for escape, such as lockpicking and escape, that's not a problem.

Moreover, he accidentally discovered that when the pain bleeds, a certain magical hormone in his body will erupt, gaining power beyond ordinary people.

Now that there is no rope to restrain him, as long as the blond man can get up from the ground, he will beat him to the ground.

"You lied to me! You lied to me!"

The man stopped screaming, his mouth made a hoarse and strange rustling sound, and a light green liquid overflowed from between his fingers.

"It seems that only by digging out your heart and swallowing it whole, can I fully possess your heart."

The blond man stood up slowly, and let out a piercing smile. When he lowered his hands, he also revealed that terrifying face.

To be precise, it is not a human face at all. There are only three round black holes where the eyes and mouth are located, and countless green branches and leaves like bushes emerge from them, dancing randomly in mid-air. At the top of the branches and leaves, there are also small pale pink flowers.

The person standing opposite was not a human being, but some kind of strange creature he had never seen before.

Luo Xingchen originally conceived a hundred postures to defeat the kidnapper, but the scene in front of him obviously exceeded his cognition.

Seeing the monster approaching gradually, Luo Xingchen grabbed the chair behind him and threw it towards the opponent's head.

The moment it was about to hit, the branches and leaves on the monster's face danced wildly, cutting the solid chair into flying chips all over the sky.

Luo Xingchen took a few steps back vigilantly, but the monster seemed to be deliberately teasing him, and pressed forward step by step at the same speed.

He clenched the dagger in his hand, suddenly raised it and threw it towards the monster's eye socket.

The dagger sank into the branches and leaves with a "poof", and sprayed out a few drops of light green liquid. Under the corrosion of those liquids, it melted quickly, turning into a puddle of sewage in a "prickly" manner.

And the few branches and leaves that were cut off grew back intact.

The door is behind the monster, and there is only one dead end if you continue to retreat.

Realizing this, Luo Xingchen simply stopped, and just stood there motionless.

"It would be nice to be so obedient earlier!"

Seeing that Luo Xingchen seemed to give up resistance, the monster waved its branches and leaves and laughed wildly.

"Now, you are mine."

He stretched out a hand and grabbed Luo Xingchen's right shoulder.

Luo Xingchen raised his hands and grasped the monster's wrist, and performed a perfect overhand throw, smashing him onto the floor behind him.

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"small theater"

Monster Fungus: Darling, can you be a little gentler?

Luo Baobao smiled: Do you want to fall gently over the shoulder, or fall gently flat.

The monster bacteria immediately fell to the ground.